C975 Mine Is Yours

Qiao Qingning looked at the smoking oil pot, her face full of anxiety.

"Will this really not be fried?"

Lu Xinian nodded, "No, you can put it slowly!"

Qiao Qingning pinched the fish's tail and moved closer to him. She backed away timidly.

"I'm still a little scared!"

At this moment, she was no longer as fierce as when she fought with him that night. He was like a little girl